Spin The Bottle

Alex hated parties. HATED them. All his friends went to parties and had incredible fun, while Alex sat in the corner sipping a lite beer wishing he was home. He couldn’t help it. He wanted to fit in, but when those sorts of situations arose he felt awkward and humiliated. So, when he was invited by a group of friends to a party that was going to be held at one of their places, at first he was reluctant to go, knowing that he would end up looking forward to going only to wish to God that he could go home five minutes in. Knowing this, he only felt guilty because it was a group of people who held very private parties, and Alex felt privileged to be invited.

As always, it was mainly couples who attended: Michael and Johanna, Kitch and Alice, Erinn and Joseph and Tess and James. Alex knew that he would feel dumb going to a couples party without a couple, but he had had enough disastrous encounters with the opposite sex to last him a good many years, so he decided to stiff it out and TRY to enjoy himself.

The party was scheduled for 7:00pm Wednesday night, and the date slowly approached ever closer as Alex went to work and came home. On the night he decided to go for the casual look, wearing a simple white shirt and brown shorts with a black jacket. He drove out there and arrived at almost precisely 7:00. He got out of his car feeling pleased with himself that he was being so prompt, and knocked on the door.

Johanna, since the party was being held at her place, opened the door, smiling broadly when she saw who it was.

“Hey,” she said, opening the door to let him in. “Welcome to the party.”

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End of School Party

So let’s face it, I was not one of the “popular” kids in high school. I was the geeky, nerdy, played in band types. Wasn’t built for sports, didn’t care to bust my ass to wear the popular clothes and play with the latest look, I just existed. Oh, and I had a 12 inch cock by the time I turned 18.

It was actually hard for me, pun intended, to deal with. Boxers were out of the question, the damn thing would just dangle out the bottom. Briefs did ok, but the best option I could find were a boxer brief style, was still somewhat comfortable and it worked well to keep everything in place the best it could. Just heaven help me if something caused it to get hard, there was no hiding the thing. That being said, I did a fairly good job of keeping things in check, most of the time.

The exception was Briana… she played the same instrument as me in band, but she was by no means a “band chick.” We had been in the same school since our elementary days and I had been surprised that she had stuck with it for as long as she did. I’m guessing her parents forced her to. It’s too bad too, she was halfway decent, she could’ve been really good if she put a little more effort into it. We had been sitting in the back row of band practice one day and she leaned over and asked, “Boxes or briefs?” I just kind of stared at her with a dumb look on my face, till she ran a finger up the front of my leg. “Hmm, didn’t feel a seam, must be tighty whites.” This was one of the events that led me to try to find better underwear that contained things better. My cock started to swell almost instantly. Bri stared at the growing log in my pants, open mouthed, before I excused myself to the bathroom.

I had a couple other close calls throughout the years, but I had gotten better at learning to deal with it. School was almost over, and I had mostly been focusing on school and life after high school. It caught me off guard one day when Bri caught up to me between classes. “Hey Dave, I was throwing a little party over at my place this weekend, Parents are gone and all that. I figured since I’ve known you pretty much all your life, I’d see if you wanted to come.”

She could tell right away that I thought something was up. My dumb founded look was all I could manage. “Oh come on, it’s the end of high school, you’ve never accepted one of my invites before, live a little! You never know, you might have some fun!” With a pair of tits like her’s bouncing in front of me, I muttered a “sure” and made my escape before my better half made an escape attempt.

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Eighteen and Ready To Fuck

My name is Keiza and people tell me I’m beautiful, and you know what, their right I am. I’m eighteen, five foot eight and weight one twenty and I’m always horny. My stomach is flat as a board and hard as a rock. My perky little thirty four-c tits jiggle nicely, but only when I run, and I never, ever wear a bra.

I’ve kissed a few boy’s, even gone as far as having oral sex a few times with my boyfriend and I use bunny, my vibrator every chance I get. Other then that, I’m pretty much still a virgin and that is something that I want, no need to change in a bad way. I want a man, a real man with a real hard cock and I’ve just decided, tonight’s the night. I’m going to lose my virginity and I have an idea how.

I was off to the gym.

It was late, maybe ten or so when I walked into the gym. I came prepared to get fucked tonight, and I mean really fucked. You could see what was on my mind by looking at what I was wearing. When I got dressed tonight I started with a pair of my dad’s gym shorts, they were way to big for me and fit me really loose, and of course, no panties. The tee shirt I picked out I’d had for years, it was so tight and thin you could see my nipples right thru the material. I decided I would cut it off right below my titty’s and the minute I put it on I could see I had cut it too short, way too short to go out in public. I Looked in the mirror and lifted my arms, I had to smile, it was perfect, I could see the creamy tanned skin on the bottom of my tits.

I was hoping that one or two of the hot guys that are always in the gym lifting weights would be here, but not tonight. I was really disappointed, tonight the only people here are three older guys in back lifting weights, you know what I’m talking about, thirty, thirty five, old farts.

Over by the bikes there were two women, the older looking one must have been seventy and she looked a lot like my nana, yuck. But the other one, she was one hot looking milf.

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Cheerleaders Treat

Ally sat in the back of the bus, tiny body bouncing with each bump on the road. Her short, shapely legs were crossed, the skirt of her cheerleading uniform riding up slightly over her thighs. She was exhausted; the game had seemed like it would never end! Now she sat on the bus behind all of the victorious football players, a few of the other girls off to her right, giggling and gossiping about God knows what. Her bright emerald green eyes swept over each football player, then settled on her favorite: Nick.

It took here a few moments to check him out to her satisfaction. She twirled a few strands of golden hair around her finger, tongue slipping from between glossy lips to lick them. He had been in the shower already, so his dark hair was rustled cutely, eyes shut as he attempted to sleep. Nick was sitting alone just a few seats up from Ally, where she was sitting with her best friend Natalie.

“Natalie,” Ally whispered, nudging her sleeping friend with an elbow. Natalie stirred before her eyes popped open. “What is it? Are we home?”

Ally slid over so she could show Natalie what she wanted to talk about. Her friend, of course, had fantasized just as much as Ally had about Nick. Her lips curved into an “oh” of satisfaction as she leaned back, smiling and giggling. “He is so hot.” Ally nodded in agreement and continued to stare at him. “God, I have got to fuck him before he graduates.” Natalie just laughed, but Ally was quite serious.

A week later, the routine was the same: they traveled to an away game, the guys killed the other team, and on the way home Ally stared at Nick. Only, this time, he had sat in the very back across from Ally, and Natalie sat near the front with her new boyfriend, Gary. Ally and Nick were practically alone.

About a half hour into the trip home, most of the bus was asleep, except Ally. She was staring at Nick, smiling. Reaching over, she ran a few fingers through his hair, which, of course, woke him up. He smiled back at her and turned over in his seat, head resting on the window. Ally thought, “It’s now or never, girl. Just do it.” So, she slid onto his seat and rested a hand on his side. He turned, surprised, to look at her. “Ally, what’s wrong?”

Ally put a finger to her lips and slid her hand down to his waist, where her fingers grabbed the waistband of his mesh shorts, tugging them down. Nick sat up, in shock, and didn’t really do anything but stare at her. She leaned up and licked his lips, then whispered, “I think since you did so well in the game tonight, you deserve a little congratulations.” And, with that, she ducked down, tiny hand wrapped around his shaft, and began to lick the head of his cock. Nick gasped and peered around the bus; but the coaches were asleep and so were most of the players and cheerleaders, so he didn’t stop her. He just leaned back and watched her, still completely shocked.

Ally took a deep breath and slid his cock deep into her mouth, the head brushing against the back of her throat. She heard him sigh and smiled, lips tight around his shaft. He seemed to be enjoying it, so she let her mouth slide up along his shaft, tongue massaging the skin as she did so. Soon, she was pumping his cock madly between her lips, sucking him as hard as she could, cheeks sunken in. Nick almost came just watching his cock disappear between her lips, but he held back. He had no idea how he had gotten so lucky. Ally was hot, and he had always fantasized about this sort of thing. He wanted to hold just a little so he could fuck her.

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Sisters Senior Prom

I was so upset that my boyfriend Jeremy dumped me right before Prom. “What’s wrong Erin?” my mom asked as I slammed my bedroom door closed . I couldn’t tell her, I jus sat on the edge of my bed and sobbed. I was a senior, eighteen years old, and now my last chance to go to Prom was taking a sophomore instead! Ughhh!

After a few minutes I heard my door creak open. I thought it was my mom trying to find out what had me upset, but when I looked up I saw my older brother Dan standing in the doorway. He was three years older than me and had been away at a technical school for almost a year. I was surprised to see him since he hadn’t planned on coming home for another three months.

I wiped my tears away with my sleeve and managed to give him a hug. He asked what was wrong and I told him the story, about how Jeremy had cheated on me and now I didn’t have a prayer for getting a Prom date since it was tomorrow night.

Dan put an arm around my shoulder and said any guy would be lucky to go to the prom with me. I tried to have a sense of humor about it and joked, “well why don’t you take me then?” Dan laughed and told me to stop being a smart ass.

Then a strange thought crossed my mind. Why couldn’t we go together? Nobody in my school knew who Dan was, he had gone to high school in our old hometown, 200 miles from here. We could pretend to be dating and nobody would know the difference, as long as we didn’t spill the beans. And besides, Dan was so good looking and well built that all my friends would be jealous that such a hunk had asked me out.

“Please Dan,” I begged, “take me to Prom, it’ll be so fun and nobody will know the truth except us.” I put on the little-sister-gets-what-she -wants look and after a few bats of the eyelashes, he caved in and agreed.

The next night I took my time getting ready, shaving my legs, picking out the cutest panties, putting on the right amount of perfume and make up. I wanted to look my best, not only for Prom but for Dan too. He was doing me a huge favor by being my date and I wanted him to have a sexy girl on his arm all night. Before heading downstairs I slipped on a pair of black thigh-high nylons and black strap heels to go with my black backless, low-cut dress. All five feet, five inches of me was looking dark and elegant, my 34C cups filling out the front and showing plenty of cleavage.

Dan was standing at the bottom of the stairs in a dark tuxedo with a perfectly tied bowtie. He whistled in a teasing tone as I walked down the stairs but he never took his eyes off me until we got to his car. I knew this dress was a head turner. We walked into the school’s gym fashionably late and boy did we make an entrance, all eyes were on us for a few seconds. The girls were almost drooling over my big brother as we headed for the refreshment table.

“Now remember, we’re a couple tonight, not siblings.” I reminded Dan in a whisper. He just smiled as he lead me to the dance floor. After a few pop jams the lights dimmed and the slow songs started playing. Dan wrapped a strong arm around my waist and put the other hand on my hip. He pulled me close to him and we were face to face. I could feel his chest against mine, his hips against mine, his hand on my bare back. My heartbeat quickened.

I couldn’t describe the strange and exciting feelings I was having, being held so close in my brother’s arms, so much of our bodies touching. I felt completely safe, and yet so vulnerable at the same time. Suddenly I had the urge to kiss him.

The look of utter shock on his face slowly faded as I kissed him, not a sisterly peck, not a first date smooch. A full on passionate lip lock. I waited for him to pull away but after a few seconds he hadn’t. I had to make a decision: pull back and explain myself or continue to surprise him. Well I didn’t know what to say, how to explain what I had just done, so I surprised him and stuck my tongue in his mouth. We stood there, amongst my clueless classmates, French kissing like real lovers.

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Your Roommate Can Finish Me Off

“Please baby, don’t stop! I’m so close!” she moaned, “You’re fucking me so good!”

Eigthteen year old Julia writhed beneath her boyfriend. She lay in the bed at his dorm, her shoulder length black hair strewn wildly about her face. Her mouth open, gasping for breath as her chest heaved; accentuating her medium sized breasts. Her slim and toned body, glistening with sweat, was tense from the oncoming orgasm. But unfortunately for Julia, her boyfriend Kevin was no longer up to the task.

It was always like this. On the weekends they would usually go out to have some fun. They would go dancing, shoot pool, get drunk, and then head home for a good fuck. Typical college students. The sex was great, at least when it started. Kevin was a virile young college guy; in shape and attractive like her. He could rock Julia’s world for the first 20 minutes, but once he reached a certain point he could no longer maintain the intensity she needed to get off.

“I’m sorry babe,” he stammered drunkenly, “I would really like you to cum, but I can’t keep this up. I can go slow and wait for you if you think you can catch up?”

Julia sighed at the notion that this was somehow a race to the finish. She knew she was a bit difficult to please and she didn’t hate him for it, but still there was nothing worse than getting this close and having to finish herself off. Her orgasms were always so much better while being penetrated, so she desperately wanted him to keep pounding her. Sadly, this usually didn’t happen. Kevin pulled out, obviously exhausted, and laid next to her as she began working herself closer. He almost drifted off to sleep while mildly stroking himself at her side. He had a bit more to drink tonight than he was used too.

Just as she was resigning herself to this lesser version of satisfaction, the shower turned on in the shared bathroom of Kevin’s dorm. His dorm was split with 3 other students. One of them, Dom, was a soccer player and usually got home late, so she assumed it must be him. Then a terrible thought crossed her mind…

“Hey baby,” she whispered sexily.


“What about Dom?” she asked as innocently as she could.

“…What about him? He just got home?” he responded slowly, both confused and tired.

“He could get me there. It would be real quick, I could go in and come back when I’m ready to cum. I really want to cum with you inside me.” She moved close to him as she said this, stroking his chest and neck while talking in his ear.

Kevin lazily brought his hands up to rub his face, and started laughing slightly under his breath. “Wait,” he slurred “You want to fuck Dom? So you can cum with me? That’s crazy.”

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Black Cock School For Girls

Carla Scott sat stiffly upright in one of the several straight back chairs that ringed the front of headmistress, Marion Elder’s large imposing desk. “Now let me make sure that I understand exactly what you’re saying, Mz. Elder,” Carla said sternly, “you’re guaranteeing that my daughter will receive daily instruction in large black erection etiquette?!?” “That is exactly what I’m saying,” the headmistress replied smoothly, “in fact we guarantee that your daughter will get at least two hard fuckings a day by black erections that are at least nine inches long!!!” “And oral sex?!?” Carla Scott asked. “Of course,” Marion Elder shot back, “that goes without saying.” “I just want to make sure that we understand each other,” Carla replied, “Meredith is my only daughter, and well, you understand that I only want what’s best for her!” “Of course I do, Mrs. Scott,” Carla replied gently, “we’ve been in the business of training young women in art of fucking huge black cocks for over seventy years.” “Of course your reputation is impeccable,” Marion answered quickly, “I just wanted to make sure for myself, that’s all.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Carla Elder replied.

“How about a demonstration of how we operate!?!”

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Eighteen And Ready To Get Fucked

When I was eighteen years old I was still living at home, saving up a bit of money before I moved out of town to go to university. I had taken the year off after graduating high school, working as a hostess in a restaurant a few nights a week. My job gave me plenty of free time during the day, something that I valued greatly as spring led into summer. I spent many afternoons at the beach or even just hanging out in my parents’ backyard working on my tan.

Although I’ve fluctuated a few pounds here and there over the years, my body is very much the same now as it was then, over twelve years earlier. I was very petite, standing about five-foot-two and weighing not much more than a hundred pounds. I’ve never had to work very hard to keep my figure; in fact, the times in my life when I didn’t exercise at all actually added weight to my hips and my breasts in a way that most of the guys I’ve been with actually seemed to prefer.

At eighteen, I had been seeing the same guy for over two years. He was, at that point, the first and only guy I had ever slept with. Unfortunately, however, we had started to grow apart and it was only a matter of time before one of us would have the guts to break up with the other.

In the meantime I was really lusting after Sean, the guy who had been living with us for the last few months. Sean’s dad was a close friend of my dad’s and he had just moved into the area for a new job. He was hoping to save up some money to buy a place of his own, so my dad offered to let him stay with us for a little while. He was in his mid-twenties, tall and fit with short, brown hair. As cute as he was, he was also quite shy, or at least that’s what I thought. I’m pretty sure I had seen him checking me out on more than one occasion, but I had never detected anything resembling any real interest on his part. Although I was a little more outgoing, I had never done anything more than smile at him and make sure I looked nice any time he was around.

It was late on a weekday morning when I had decided to lie down in the backyard and get some sun. My parents were both at work and my brother was at school, and Sean was probably working as well. I changed into my little yellow string bikini and grabbed a towel before heading outside. I had been blessed with tolerant skin, so I rarely wore sunscreen when I was out in the sun. I spread the towel out on the lawn and sprawled out on my back, soaking in the rays. After about twenty minutes I flipped onto my stomach, undoing the ties on my bikini top so that I wouldn’t wind up with any tan lines on my back. I had just untied myself when I heard the phone ringing inside the house. I ignored it, knowing that by the time I had tied up my top and gotten inside I would have missed the call anyway. It was only a few seconds later that I heard Sean’s voice calling to me from the house.

“Hey Christine, the phone’s for you,” he said.

Because I thought I had the house to myself, his voice startled me. I jumped a bit and turned my head to face the house. This wound up exposing my right breast for a brief moment before I remembered that I was topless.

“Shit!” I said. “You scared me!”

“Sorry about that,” he said. I could see his eyes on my breast during that quick exposure and it turned me on. “Should I say you’re not available?”

“No, it’s okay,” I said. “I’ll be right there.” He stepped back inside as I tied up my top and then got up. I went inside and picked the phone up off the counter, hearing one of my friend’s voices on the line. As I stood there in my bikini, Sean busied himself in the kitchen, making himself a sandwich. A couple of times I looked over at him and caught him staring at my body. I glanced down at his crotch and noticed the substantial bulge in his pants. I had always wondered about what he was packing in there. Many times I thought about sneaking into the bathroom while he was showering so I could see his entire body, especially his cock. Each time I would chicken out and wind up playing with myself in my room, imagining him fucking me.

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Tommys Boner

Rat-a-tat-tat! The banging on the back door could only mean one thing, Tommy was here to see with Jimmy. Without waiting for an answer, Tommy popped open the screen door and marched into the kitchen. “Jimmy around,” he asked? “I’m sorry, Tom, but Jimmy and his dad went shopping for a new mountain bike,” replied Marion Overton, “he should be home in an hour or so if you care to wait.” The eighteen year old stood in the middle of the kitchen and pondered for a few seconds and answered back, “Yeah, I will wait, is it okay if I watch television in the basement,” he asked? “Sure,” she replied, “go right on down, I’ll tell Jimmy you’re here as soon as he gets back!”

Tommy slipped quietly down the stairs, picked up the remote and flicked on the set, and in seconds he had tuned into a cable channel that was showing a steamy sex video. Looking around to make sure no one else was around, he pulled out his pecker and slowly began jerking it off to the hot scenes on the screen. He and Jimmy spent hours jerking their cocks to the x-rated cable shows, often racing to see who could blow his nut the fastest! He was so enraptured with the program, that he didn’t hear Marion Overton descending the stairs to tell him that Jimmy and his father were going to be at least another hour at the store.

If she had, he would have had time to change the station and put away his cock!When she came around the corner into the family room, Marion was stunned to see the crude images on the TV, but even more stunned to see Tommy pulling hard on his teenage yang! It was strange, but an overwhelming feeling of pure excitement swept through the older woman’s body, culminating in the absolute flooding of her vagina with cunt juice!

She couldn’t help herself, but the sight of the young lad jerking his cock was one of the most erotic things she had ever seen in her life! She was surprised to see how large his cock was, and while not as big as her husband’s eight inches, it was pretty evident that Tommy was at least six inches long, and probably more!!! Although she and her husband Hank had a good healthy sex life, just seeing another male erection made her pussy drool like it hadn’t done in years! In the movie, a young blonde was sucking a very large black penis to completion, and Tommy’s hand was now racing up and down his shaft, while his breathing was becoming more labored by the second!

Marion slipped her hand up under her dress and inside her panties, where she quickly found her erect clit begging for some attention! When her finger made contact with the little organ, she made an audible sigh that was easily heard by the jerking boy! He spun his head around and in total a state of total panic, tried to turn off the TV and put his cock back in his pants in one fell swoop! His face had turned a crimson red as he tried to stammer and explanation, but it was when he finally looked directly at his friend’s mother that he notice her hand was up her skirt and that she was masturbating along with him!!!

“Don’t put it away,” she said in a husky voice, “let me see it and I’ll show you my pussy!!!”

Still not exactly sure what to do, he watched in wide eyed wonder as she lifted her dress and showed him her panty clad vagina with her right hand stuck inside of it! She quickly shucked her panties and exposed her dark hairy cunt to his by now saucer sized eyes! “Pull it back out,” she ordered, “I want to see you jerk it off!!!”

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